Main Hoon Na Page #7

-Just wait and watch.

-Yes. Yes.

Lucky needs a tenant.

I'm here.

Are you sure you won't have

any problems if I stay with you?

No problems.

Grandpa's room is empty

and money's a bit tight right now.

And if you're around,

mom will love you.

-Mom will love me?

-She always wanted a son like you.

You know, some one who's well-behaved.

But she got me instead.

You two will get along well.

And wait till you taste her cooking.

-Mom's cooking.

-Yes, she has only one mission in life.

Actually, two.

One, to reform me.

Two, to feed everyone.

And your dad?

Ram, you're my friend and

all my friends know this.

Do not speak to me about my father.

Never.

I don't like talking about him.

Okay, dude? Come.

Come, Ram.

That's our home.

Lakshman, is there no electricity

at your place?

I'm history! The fuse's blown.

Mom had asked me to fix the fuse.

-I'll go fix the fuse.

-I'm coming with you.

You go, calm her down.

Please. Okay?

-I'll be back in two minutes.

-No, Lakshman, how will I?

-Please, Ram. Just two minutes.

-Lucky! I...

How can I...

Are you back, son?

What took you so long?

And why are you so quiet?

I knew you'd forget again.

Do you know how long

I've been in darkness?

The fuse has blown.

Forget it, I'll scold you later.

First, take the Lord's blessings.

Oh, Lord, I hope he passes this year.

May you find every joy in life

and make your mother proud.

Who... Who are you?

-I thought it's my son.

-I...

I am...

Mom, this is Ram.

My friend, and your new paying guest.

Ram, this is mom.

I know.

He's just your type.

Bless you, son.

Thank you.

Ram.

Here, have it while it's hot.

Enough, Aunty. I just had loads. Please.

Enough already?

You're young, you need more.

Well, I am not that young.

If I continue eating like this,

I'll have a paunch in a week.

Good. A little paunch is appealing.

-Oh, no, Aunty.

-It's a sign of prosperity.

-I'll get one more.

-No, no. Absolutely not.

Why? Aren't they nice?

It's not that, Aunty.

They say mother's hands

create magic no matter what.

Yes. Lucky told me.

I'm sorry, son.

-So, did your dad raise you?

-I called him "Father."

He nurtured me, brought me up.

My father was... is a really nice man.

He never let me feel my mother's absence.

But, yes, he could never

make such wonderful parathas.

Actually, Aunty, I am what I am,

because of my father.

You're very nice, Ram.

Your father must be a nice man, too.

Yes.

Fathers are so important, right?

Sometimes I feel, if Lucky's father

would have been with us...

Aunty, if you...

don't mind my asking...

I mean, Lucky's father...

We don't live together.

We had a fight and I left home.

But didn't he come to take you back?

Several times.

It's been seven years, Madhu.

Please come back.

Have you not forgiven me yet?

It's not about

forgiveness anymore, Shekhar.

Even if I reconcile

with your infidelity...

I cannot bear to live with that boy.

Madhu, please.

He needs me.

Just him?

What about me, Shekhar?

And is Lakshman not your son?

You will have to choose, Shekhar.

Lakshman and I

will come with you right away.

But only if you want us to.

-Mom!

-His Highness has arrived.

-Mom.

-Lucky, you're a walking mess.

Where are my shoes, Mom?

Why don't you get a haircut?

And why are you wearing a leash?

Your t-shirt is torn.

Son, give it to me.

-I'll stitch it up in two minutes.

-Torn?

I've designed it with a blade

and you say...

-Mom, it's fashion.

-Don't call me "Mom," Lakshman.

Then don't call me "Lakshman," Mom.

"Lakshman. Lakshman!"

I don't like Lakshman.

Why? It's a lovely name.

Lakshman Prasad.

-And it goes well with your image.

-Oh, don't you just love it?

Ram-Lakshman.

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-The Ramayana.

-Whatever. I'm off.

Lakshman, you won't be able

to wake up tomorrow.

-I will, Mom.

-Tomorrow's Tuesday.

-I have to go to the temple.

-And we will, Mom.

-I know you won't wake up.

-Temples are so boring, Mom.

Okay. Okay.

I'll take mother,

I mean aunty, to the temple.

Ram, you're a godsend.

See, problem solved.

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-Baby. Bye, dude.

-Bye.

Did you feel bad...

May I address you as "Mother"?

Only if you eat Parathas every day.

Then forget it, Aunty.

Later, Mom.

Love you. Bye.

He'll come back late tonight.

When does he sleep?

Wake up! Wake up, you morons!

Three days ago, I'd given you all

an assignment for Physics.

Heat and Pressure.

Heat and Pressure.

And I would be delighted

if someone has not done it.

-Why, Sir?

-Because...

then you'll have to do

the same assignment five times.

Why does he spit?

Take out your homework.

You, too. You, too.

And...

Lucky?

Lucky.

Lucky?

-Homework?

-I have it, Sir.

-Trying to con me?

-No, Sir.

Today we'll separate

the wheat from the chaff.

One second, Sir.

Yes, search for it.

You might have dropped it.

But if it's not there,

I suggest you start praying

since, only Lord Ram can save you today.

I know that your homework...

is done?

I don't believe it.

Not...

You?

Have you done your homework?

No, Sir.

-Sir, please. Don't spit.

-Got you.

-Why did you do that?

-Not done.

I miss the army.

Over here, I am always on my knees.

If anyone sees me,

I'd definitely be court-martialed...

You?

-Are you up to something again?

-No, Ma'am.

-I'm going to have you expelled.

-No, Ma'am. I wasn't singing.

Then what?

Why are you on your knees?

I've been... punished by Mr. Rasai.

-Really?

-Really.

I know it's very silly.

What?

Okay.

-Good boy.

-span style="style.default1"Oh lord! This boy is nutty as a pie/span

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Anuj, pass!

Rohan, have you seen Lucky?

He's in the library.

Library!

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You're Lucky, right?

Why don't you go and put it up

on the college notice board?

-You're Sanju's boyfriend, right?

-Listen, you four-eyed fatso!

Sanju? My girlfriend? Are you mad?

Lucky's girlfriend will be

the world's most beautiful girl.

Not a plain Jane like Sanju.

Now buzz off.

I have to study. Okay?

My dad is alive, Ram.

He's not dead.

I know.

He never loved me.

He always wanted a son...

who could make him proud

and join the army like him.

Do sons alone mean everything?

And daughters mean nothing?

Sanju.

Even as a child,

I tried to be my father's son.

And look, I've succeeded.

No one even remembers that I'm a girl.

Sanju, you're amazing...

just the way you are.

But it's time we remind everyone that

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